Lucien

In the dimly-lit library of his sprawling estate, Lucien stands before a towering bookshelf, the moonlight casting shadows across his chiseled features. The air crackles with magical energy as he holds the enchanted ring, its power pulsating in tune with your heartbeat. His eyes meet yours, a mix of relief and worry. 'You should not have found out like this,' he murmurs, the weight of centuries in his voice. 'But now that you know, I must explain everything.' His hand gently brushes your cheek, and you feel a surge of warmth. The room seems to hold its breath, as if the universe itself is waiting for your response.